*The Cock Crows.*

Mon-da-oth · Post by **Mon-da-oth** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 2:15 pm

Rhode seems to shrink in on himself with the appearance of Vay and Maeve; pulling his cloak further across his shoulders and raising his hood over the top of his head to shadow his face.

He bows his head down keeping his hands close to his chest as he sips at the lager while regarding the group with a shadowed sideways glance.

Vay · Post by **Vay** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 2:20 pm

Glancing to his side, Vay notices the amazonian form of Maeve skillfully stitching away. As he holds out a finger to Roggins and is tossed a bottle of stout, he smiles at Maeve and reaches out his free arm to offer a hug.

"Well now, stranger! Been a long time gone, eh? 'Ow are ye, lass?"

Rheia Althia · Post by **Rheia Althia** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 3:23 pm

Maeve jumps what seems to be two feet as she is startled by Vay's enthusiastic voice. Her unique eyes widen slightly, but when taking notice of the speaker, they return to their calm shifting.

"Tharon's sake Vay, you startled me. I've been well."

She returns the hug with a smile, her eyes laying to rest on Rhode for a moment, noting his movements. Unconcerned by his actions she takes a sip of her tea and looks back to Vay.

"The three of you heading off on some adventure? My absence has been for interesting reasons. Those of which I am sure we can talk about sometime. I don't recognize the gnome." Her speech is static and she seems to hop from subject to subject, the wheels turning within her head as she reviews her thoughts.

Maeve looks down to her tea and narrows her eyes slightly, then raising a brow.

"I love the armour. Have you kept up on your crafting?"

Vay · Post by **Vay** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 4:53 pm

Vay tries to follow Maeve's stream of thoughts, but manages only to catch onto the last couple. He tries to keep smiling through his confusion.

"Erhmm... well, I jus' came down from me room, lass. I've nae 'ad th' pleasure o' meetin' Grayle's frien's 'ere."

He glances over at the speed-talking gnome and Rhode as he hunches down ever lower into himself. He furrows his brows as he eyes Rhode, then looks to Grayle.

"Is 'at Rhode hunkerin' down und'neath 'imself, 'ere?"

Vay pauses for a moment then looks back to Maeve as he waits for Grayle to finish chewing.

"Glad ye be likin' th' armour, lass." Give a wink and adds, "Me'thinks I did a nicer job on yers than on me own," with a chuckle. "I been busy down at th' smithy. Tha' be fer sure... mostly stock type orders, though. Nothin' fancy o' late."

Mon-da-oth · Post by **Mon-da-oth** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 5:22 pm

Rhode turns slightly on the stool setting the near empty mug on the counter.

"Aye, Its mes Vay. Yous need'n sometin?"

His swollen lip protudes from the shadow of his hood; red and black.

Post by **Vahene** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 5:43 pm

Carrying a misfit arrangement of books, scrolls, parchments and various
other writing impliments, Faen wanders in and takes a seat at an empty
table near the fireplace. She carefully arranges various things in front of
her in three piles, another pile to the right and another to her left. She
takes something from a pile, reads it and aims flawlessly at the fireplace.

The papers begin to burn rather efficiently.

Every once in a while, she'll tilt her head to the side, and save a
parchment or scroll. Meeting Roggin's eyes she mouths something and
moments later he appears with a cup of steaming orange spiced tea.

"Thank you, Master Dwarf," Faen replies, sipping her tea.

She pointedly ignores the other occupants of the room.

KoolestLoser · Post by **KoolestLoser** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 5:55 pm

Suddenly the Mistyvale had come under attack. So many different occupants had arrived at once that sent Roggins bustling back and forth, while Cid held his Cana Lager to his chest and stared wide-eyed at everyone that dared look at him.

"Umm, Grayle."

More people came over to where they were standing and greeted his friend heartily, another shady character who looked as if he had been in a brawl came by and stole Grayle's drink.

"Ummm, Grayle..."

Cid listened in on the conversation and caught a few names. Vay, and Rhode. Cid sniffed and rubbed his eye with one hand, then casually set his drink down and wiped some ash from his shoulder. "Grayle, you can have my drink. I'm not much of a drinker."

He tilted his head to a get a look at the woman, Vay, and Rhode. "I'm Cid, by the way. Nice to meetcha."

Stormknife · Post by **Stormknife** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 5:58 pm

Remi wandered downstairs and stretched with a yawn. Scratching at his beard, he wandered over to Faen's table and flopped down across from her, motioning for Roggins to bring him something to eat.

"Hey there, darlin'." He said, grinning as he scooped up a book. "This your diary? Last I checked you don't use these things."

Balamor Lansmor · Post by **Balamor Lansmor** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 7:05 pm

*Grumbling *....Fist walks up to the bar....GIMMI a Tankard Of strong Tea wit hunny ant Cream Lots o Cream! *rubs his Backside*..and ders be for da dang Step! *tossing out Ten gold* ANd gimmy a dozzen eggs and toast...*Looks about the room*

Post by **Vahene** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 7:57 pm

Stormknife wrote:Remi wandered downstairs and stretched with a yawn. Scratching at his beard, he wandered over to Faen's table and flopped down across from her, motioning for Roggins to bring him something to eat.

"Hey there, darlin'." He said, grinning as he scooped up a book. "This your diary? Last I checked you don't use these things."

Faen smiled coldly, "You would know since you have a key to my house.
Check the title before you ask stupid questions, wizard." Reaching over,
she tilted the spine towards him, which read The Transmorphing
Effects of Fire-Breathing Summons and their Environments. "Besides,
don't you have something better to do than to annoy me, like kill a kitten
or something?"

Her tone remained tight, and unfriendly.

Stormknife · Post by **Stormknife** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 8:18 pm

"Oh come on now, no need to be angry with me." Remi said, still grinning as Roggins set down a tankard in front of him. "Besides, you know kittens ain't my style. I'd much rather kill, I dunno, something large. The kinda thing that has rewards for killin' it."

Post by **Vahene** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 8:22 pm

Stormknife wrote:"Oh come on now, no need to be angry with me." Remi said, still grinning as Roggins set down a tankard in front of him. "Besides, you know kittens ain't my style. I'd much rather kill, I dunno, something large. The kinda thing that has rewards for killin' it."

"You can start with your demonic familiar, and work your way up."

Faen grabbed the book out of his hands before he splashed something on
it. Snarling, she said, "Besides which, I'm not speaking to you currently,
and I think I have every right to be angry with you, considering what
you've done to me lately, or rather what you refused to do."

Stormknife · Post by **Stormknife** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 8:28 pm

"Well, yeah, Ambrus is a bit of a bastard...but what're you on about, darlin'? I haven't refused you anythin' in recent memory."

Post by **Vahene** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 8:36 pm

Stormknife wrote:"Well, yeah, Ambrus is a bit of a bastard...but what're you on about, darlin'? I haven't refused you anythin' in recent memory."

Staring at him in utter disbelief, she slams a fist down on the table,
creating sparks, "You can't honestly be claiming not to know what I'm
talking about. You sent my familiar away when I sent him to you for ..."
Faen struggled for the right word, "... advice. I have every right to be
angry with you."

Dropping her voice into a low, dangerous purr, she added, "Besides
which, when I sent you away from my house, even an untrained waif
would have known something was the matter. You're not an idiot, why
didn't you insist on coming in, you ingrate?"

She began to mutter in Infernal as she turned away from him, mentioning
something about Remi's parentage, demons, and minotaurs.

Stormknife · Post by **Stormknife** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 8:37 pm

Remi scratched his head looking utterly confused. "I just figured your brother was there that time you told me to leave...but I ain't seen the eight legged freak since before that. You got the wrong guy this time."